taintedglass
taintedglass
Poisoned Ink
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My veins bleed ink & my soul breathes deep.
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taintedglass · 3 months ago
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In every country and in every city, I bask in my anonymity. Where no one takes an interest in who I am. Where I exist on the fringes, seen but forgotten. Where I am nothing more than a ghost, a presence with no meaning.
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taintedglass · 3 months ago
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In those wee hours of the morning when everyone was asleep, the world was ours for the taking. We'd create chaos in the streets just because we could. There was no one to stop us. We were free.
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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"All I wanted was to become someone I could be proud of. Someone my younger self would admire. Instead I've become something I can't even face in the mirror."
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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wave on earth
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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"Maturing is realizing your pain doesn't make you one in a million but a million to one."
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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how are you supposed to feel worthy of something when you have gone your entire life only experiencing the opposite of what you want? i despise and feel enraged when people tell me that i must believe in myself, that this is the key that will open opportunies. maybe i do not think i am unlovable because i have a low self esteem. maybe i really think i'm smart and funny and interesting but when you are unnoticed and your presence seems to not make impact on a single person, you start to wonder. maybe some of us like themselves a whole lot but we feel like we should not do that. a fact is different from an opinion because the former expresses a reality and not a taste, so how can i know for a fact that all the good things within me are real and not a result of pure delusion - pushed by the instinctual human nature to think we are better than what we really are - if no one notices? we can love ourselves all we want but if we are doomed to be these ghosts who are present but not really, it is never going to be enough. at the end of all things, life is an act of showing off. we only exist if someone else looks our way; if they don't we are pure nothingness. and some of us have gone an entire life without that privilege.
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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"There were moments when I was so angry, I burned with it. But even in those dark moments when I was blinded with hate and violent thoughts, I never took it out on you. It turned inward, blackening my soul and damning my mind. And in the end it was me who bled. Me with my nails bloodied from digging beneath my skin and trying to rip the spoiled parts out of me like stubborn roots clinging to the ground."
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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"I still think about the night when I wanted to walk down to the sea and the 1am call that almost never happened. The details are still visceral in my mind like a part of me remains there, buried."
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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What if you leave me and I don't get to say goodbye? What if this lifetime is the only lifetime I get to spend with you? What if I spend the rest of my years wondering whether you knew how much I loved you? What if you leave me before I am ready to say goodbye?
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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— James Baldwin, They Can’t Turn Back
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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dolores nemi caldentey
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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"Sometimes I want to ruin myself all over again. Step through the doors to my past. Rip open old scars. Drench myself in familiar pain and drown in the agony until all I can feel is my heart pounding out the same old tune. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go."
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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there's laundry to do and a genocide to stop by vinay krishnan
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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Getting older is a scary thing. Time starts running out. And everything you've dreamed of doing with your life feels as out of reach as the moon and the stars.
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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Time used to pass slowly with days feeling like years and summer a never-ending tide of beaches and cool drinks on hot days and skin smelling of sunscreen and sand. But now time keeps rolling like a ball down a hill with no end. Days and years flash by in a blink of an eye. It won't be long till I'm old and grey and all the things I yearned for in my youth will have passed me by because I kept thinking I'd have more time even though time is not guaranteed. Not even to me.
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taintedglass · 1 year ago
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